Disclaimer: I do not own the Outsiders.
A/N I've finally figured out a new fic. Thanks to Antigone for all
your help with this. I'll still be doing Fallen Colt just in case you were
wondering. Also since the appearance of VanillaSky who's name is also Kate,
I'm just going to refer to myself as Fyre or Fyremoon since it is my spiritual
name. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against her, but I don't want
our names to confuse anyone. Ok thanks guys. Johnny and Dally are still
alive. I just don't have the heart to have them dead.
Fyre
*Darry's POV*
*about two weeks after the book*
"Darry come on," my youngest brother Ponyboy frantically yelled.
" What the?" I asked the air
I heard the sound of footsteps and rushing around but I was tired and
decided to ignore it. I was kept up all night by my thoughts. Again.
"Darry!" He yelled impatiently
" Ponyboy Curtis, what is the matter with you?" I asked him from the
living room.
He appeared in the doorway from the hallway, shirtless and with tousled
hair.
" No one's here, I need a ride," he said
"To where?" I asked him.
Did he forget to tell me something. Pony just looked at me as if I'd
lost my mind.
"School," he said very slowly.
" Yeah I can see why you're worried," I said.
"Good, then let's....."
I cut him off.
"But considering it's Saturday, I wouldn't be too worried," I said
normally.
Pony's ears flushed bright pink.
"Saturday?" he repeated meekly.
"Yes the day you have no school and I only have half a day of work,"
I said.
" Usually you work full days," he mused quietly.
"Yeah, but Mr. Carser, my boss, insisted I only work half a day on
Saturdays," I told him.
"Ohh" he said
Then he gave me a sort of sheepish smile and a shrug.
"I feel so stupid," he said embarrassedly.
"What'd you do this time Pony?" our other brother Soda asked as he
walked into the room.
"I thought it was a school day," Pony said quietly.
Soda looked Pony up and down and then gave one of his infectious smiles.
"Well if you'd gone to school today, you certainly would've gotten
yourself plenty of girls," he said teasingly.
Pony's eyes darted down to his bare chest, and his ears suddenly became
bright pink again.
"Ohh yeah," he said softly.
" And with that good old Curtis charm, you could've definitely gotten
girls," Soda teased him some more.
" Soda come on, quit teasing him," I said
He pretended to scowl.
"Aww you're no fun at all Darry," he said, trying to sound bitter but
I could hear the laughter in his voice.
" I wouldn't have gotten them anyway, girls usually want good looking
guys like you two," Pony said.
I was surprised. I had never heard Pony call me good looking before.
Actually no one really said it and truly meant it except one person. My
father. Darrel Curtis, senior.
"Hey you're a nice looking kid," I told him.
He just did his usual Ponyboy shrug and went into the kitchen to look
for chocolate cake.
" Maybe he's having girl problems at school," Soda suggested.
" You know, I never thought I'd see the day when Ponyboy had girl problems,"
I told Soda.
" He is fourteen Darry," Soda reminded me.
Then he widened his eyes and clutched his hands to his chest.
"Our little Pony is growing up so fast," he said through false tears.
"Cut it out," I told him, but I couldn't help but smile a little.
"Curtises, I have arrived" a voice called from the front door.
"Oh hey Two Bit, do you want some chocolate cake?" Pony asked.
"Does Mickey Mouse want a new car?" Two Bit retorted.
"Umm I don't know," Pony said
" He does, it was in last night's episode," Two Bit said happily.
I swear, eighteen and a half and just as obsessed with Mickey Mouse
as a eight year old boy.
At least he's not obsessed with dirty movies or anything.
"Can't you ever just answer yes or no?" Soda asked him in mock frustration.
Two Bit looked thoughtful and stroked some of the stubble on his chin.
" I'm not sure," he finally said.
"Matthews," was all I said.
"Yes your royal highness?" he asked me
"Never mind," I told him.
He vaguely nodded then looked at the clock over our stove.
"Hey it's eight thirty, which means," he started to say
" I think we all know what's coming," Pony muttered under his breath.
" Mickey Mouse is on!" Two Bit cried joyously and then went into our
living room to watch his little friend.
"Yes ladies and gentlemen, Two Bit Matthews, that tough Greaser who
enjoys fights, blondes, shop lifting, and..... Mickey Mouse!" Soda joked.
I don't think Two Bit heard him. He was too absorbed in the show.
" I wonder when the other guys are gonna show up," he said.
The rest of the gang usually just drops by whenever they feel like
it. I don't mind, in fact I like to think of our house as a safe place
for the guys to come to. Especially with the whole Bob and fire incident.
Luckily no one was hurt. Except Bob of course, but even the jury decided
that he deserved it. Was that really only two weeks ago? Wow, time does
fly by fast.
"Hey Darry how much of a day is half a day?" Pony asked me.
"Why? Are you trying to get rid of me?" I asked him, pretending to
be angry.
" Nope," he answered.
I laughed a little and said
" I guess around twelve thirty or so,"
"Ok," he said and then went into the living room to watch Mickey with
Two Bit.
Pony seems a lot more open with me these days. It's a nice feeling
to know that my little brother trusts me. In fact I was the first person
that he let read his English theme. Except for his teacher of course. It
shocked me. His theme was all about the events that involved Bob, he and
Johnny running away, the church fire, and all the things in-between. It
was powerful and I had to sit down a few times while reading it. There's
no doubt in my mind that Pony is perfectly capable of becoming a famous
writer. He certainly has the imagination and emotion for it.
"Hey Darry do you want some?" Soda asked me, pointing at the cake.
" No thanks, I don't need that much sugar," I told him.
He paused and then cut himself a slice.
"Well I do," he said firmly.
"On second thought, that does like really good," I said.
" It is, trust me Darry," Pony's voice called from the living room.
" I don't know if I can trust anyone who thinks you go to school on
a Saturday," I called to him.
"Yeah especially, when they go shirtless," Soda added.
"Aww guys," we heard him say.
Soda and I both laughed and I cut myself a slice of the cake. Then
we both went into the living room to watch Two Bit's favorite mouse with
Two Bit and Pony. It's always nice to have mornings like these. But I couldn't
help but feel uneasy, as my thoughts pounded in my brain. Thoughts that
were begging to be let out. I didn't know if I could let them.
A/N. Thanks for reading this. I do know that some people go to school
on a Saturday in case anyone wants to comment on that. Keep reading Outsiders
and other fanfics as well.
Love ya,
Fyremoon
